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Post by Administrator on Aug 9, 2006 22:43:11 GMT -5
Shady business goin' on upstairs....
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 15:32:58 GMT -5
Sneaks sighed, pulling out his cards, shuffling. "Well..that was interesting to say the least." He growled a bit. He didn't like having guns pointed at him when he had to be quiet. "...tell me why we are doing this again?"
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 15:35:02 GMT -5
"Because." Ace told him. "Besides, i didn't shoot you, nor was i going to. So calm down." He ran a hand through his hair, biting at his lip. He hadn't liked holding a gun to his own head, but he wasn't going to try that stunt with Sneaks' life in danger either.
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 15:37:20 GMT -5
Sneaks frowned. "...I don't like the answer 'because." I want to know what the hell is going on, Ace. I deserve a damn answer."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 15:40:28 GMT -5
Ace sighed, "Im playing them. Ill probably get shot if they find out, or worse, but there's too much going on around this whole thing. Razor has gone stircrazy over something to do with Flanna. Arianette's been taken....They needed someone on the inside, and im the only one stupid enough to do it." He gave Sneaks an even look, "I wanted you with me because i know out of everyone, you are the best suited for this, and quite frankly, im going to need that luck of yours."
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 15:44:15 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded, resting a hand on Ace's back. "You could have told me earlier and I would still have gone with you." He lit a cigarette, taking a long drag. "So this is a big mess. And what's murder doin'? She seems to be quite the happy camper."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 15:47:20 GMT -5
Ace sighed, shaking his head. "Even i dont know about that goil. She came with Coop." He rubbed at his face, "I know she's keeping an eye on him, but im worried about her." Even though he knew she could very well take care of herself, he was extremely worried and always would be. "Got another one?" He asked, looking pointedly at the cigarette.
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 15:54:49 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded and handed him a cigarette. "Well, she's got smarts...she must have some plan like yours, no?" He layed back on a bed, relaxing. "I'm going to enjoy this though...gamblin', booze...this is my heaven."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 15:57:28 GMT -5
Ace laughed, taking the cigarette with a soft "thanks." Lighting it, he blew a soft stream of smoke from his mouth, sighing. "I hope so." Looking over at him, his eyes glinted. "I thought you might, which was another reason to choose you over anyone else." Besides, the company was definately better then anyone else.
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 16:04:54 GMT -5
Sneaks rubbed his temples a bit. "So I guess we are going to be bad guys for a while." He smirked. "I ain't got no issue doing things that justify the ends...but what about you, Ace? That isn't your style..."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 16:08:29 GMT -5
Ace looked at him from under half-lidded eyes, holding the cigarette with two fingers. "What about me? You should know by now, Sneaks." He smirked a bit, "I mold with the situation; adapt." He wondered what would happen if the others thought he was really betraying them, but shook the thought aside. "I have no problem at all as long as it comes out all right in the end."
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Post by sneaks on Aug 23, 2006 16:14:24 GMT -5
Sneaks nodded. "Well...yous gonna have to go all the way with this, Ace." He finished his cigarette, flicking it on the floor. "Nicholas aint Snyder. He's smart. And calculatin'."
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 23, 2006 16:19:17 GMT -5
"I know." He said seriously, which was odd for him. Ace made it a point to not be serious that much, but now there was no choice. "I didn't do this lightly. With Snyder it was a game, just like here, but here the stakes are higher." He took a drag from the cigarette. "I meant what i said, im not ignorant."
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Post by flanna on Aug 28, 2006 23:49:16 GMT -5
<<new day>>
Flanna slipped into the upstairs room, sitting down on a bed, curling up a bit. She looked like some lifeless china doll--short black hair in perfect ringlet curls, perfect pale skin marred only by freckles and bruises in various degrees of healing. Her left hand was placed firmly in her skirt pocket, and she seemed ambivilant to the corset that looked difficult to breathe in.
Her emerald eyes were dull now, starring at nothing.
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Post by Daniel Cardoni on Aug 29, 2006 16:02:13 GMT -5
Ace had seen them come in and thought he recognized the girl. Sliding behind her, his eyes narrowed a bit, racking his brain. He was pretty sure he remembered her from when... oh yah. "Flanna?" He asked, shocked at her appearance. This wasn't the firecracker he remembered.
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